Perfection

By Don't build lies on ice cubes. •
By Don't build lies on ice cubes. •
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i messed up my comment a minute ago...dreaming of you while sleeping beside you is an interesting image of certainty in your poem....that is a very confident stand so you must have good cause to declare it in black and white...and yet you are stating that you wonder what your lover's dreams of you are really about...which is sweet and inspiring to consider from your viewpoint...and from your end,you sound like you feel the same about your Beloved next to you...which is important in love...thrown off course?that sounds a bit strange but love and life can indeed throw one off course...so it is true words you are talking about ...and yet you state that it feel right even if it is off course....you appear to B very physicall orientated in your poem...acceptance is arms reaching out and pulling you closer...sets of hands embraced and entwined...two bodies are one...belonging to Lover....which you do consider 2 B puRRfection...lol...one knight of puRRfection for always...even after the loving's gone...ah! yes I can relate completelee to your entire poem...it is hauntinglee beautyfull to remembuRR
thats really beautiful. im glad it was perfection because thats the way it should have been :)